For the last ten years, I bet, I have passed this field with this piece of haying equipment hundreds of times. In pouring rain, biting snow, relentless sun and every time I looked off towards the tree line I'd say to myself, 'sometime, I'll stop and take that picture'... it has always been there waiting. The other morning, I finally pulled over. I finally stopped saying, 'I'll get it next time'. Sometimes in life, as we all discover, the next time doesn't come. We miss saying or doing something to someone that we really end up regretting. What do they say 'for that one fleeting moment'... Hopefully for me, the next time won't just be for a piece of farm equipment!
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Haying
For the last ten years, I bet, I have passed this field with this piece of haying equipment hundreds of times. In pouring rain, biting snow, relentless sun and every time I looked off towards the tree line I'd say to myself, 'sometime, I'll stop and take that picture'... it has always been there waiting. The other morning, I finally pulled over. I finally stopped saying, 'I'll get it next time'. Sometimes in life, as we all discover, the next time doesn't come. We miss saying or doing something to someone that we really end up regretting. What do they say 'for that one fleeting moment'... Hopefully for me, the next time won't just be for a piece of farm equipment!
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Very thought-provoking, Birdman. . . The feeling of regret is not a good way to live your life, that's for sure!
ReplyDeleteThis was worth the wait, Birdman. Most things are. But you're right. Acting on the impulse to do good is what it's all about. That and the hokey-pokey.
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